copperbadge:

gauntletqueen:

homoquartz:

my dumb? founded. my flabbers? gasted. my gob??? smacked

my ass???? tonished

My con? Fused!!

ur-daily-inspiration:

is-this-cottagecore:

head empty only thoughts of mossy forest

ci4nna:

(girl who’s been suppressing her feelings ever since she hit the age of 12) I just think you should be in touch with your feelings more

zegalba:

Yuru-Chara’s (ゆるキャラ), large Japanese mascots getting stuck in doorways.

metamorphesque:

ALT

― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

flowerytale:

Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay

hwhwgwhnwnwbwbwg-deactivated202:

when hands touch

wedarkacademia:

ALT

Andrea Gibson

weltenwellen:

Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

lone-nyctophile:

I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying of the year and mystery as well.

- Kyffin Williams

petaltexturedskies:

Virginia Woolf, The Years

merlinsorb:

lovely-v:

lovely-v:

Favorite ship dynamic